A touch of light in a coal-black world
has it arrived or is it going? Who's to say
what's absorbed and what's absorbing
- they say the ones can only equal out
still, shadow size seems insurmountable
and blinding glare seems mirrored back.
A face upon the window in electric light
just sees itself, not what's beyond it.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Wondering Whether I've Helped a Friend
